In Love With My Billionaire Husband

Serena Mclane's P.O.V 

"Are you sure you're alright?" I pursue after him.

Entering into his office, I scan my surroundings and am impressed with what I see.

The walls consist of dark wood panels with bookshelves stacked neatly in corners.

The floors are a Slightly lighter colour than the walls but are not too light.

A big mahogany desk is placed in the middle—facing towards the door— with black leather seats which are placed in front of it.

It seems odd having such dark colour schemes but the huge floor to ceiling window contradicts the colours as it lets in streams of sunlight, lighting the room up adequately without any need for artificial lighting.

My gaze directs back to him as he mutters a low curt ‘fine: Only now do I take note of the presence of another man.

The very same one who we just met in the elevator.

He's adorable in a way.

Adorkable, if I dare say.

"I haven't introduced myself"

I say as I place my hand out for him to shake, throwing Damien a pointed look while I do so, "I'm Serena Mclane"

I say smiling.

The guy who doesn't appear to be much older than me, smiles and shakes my hand.

"I'm Max, it's nice to meet you."

"I need the other files I told you about.’’ Damien says loudly as he leans across his desk, rifling through papers.

"Yes sir’ Max immediately gets into action, passing me a smile he fixes his square black glasses, and then rushes down the hall once more.

I'm sure, working for a man like Damien Stryker will make anyone rush around as if the hounds of hell are chasing after them.

And how lucky I am that I'll be having the pleasure of working with him.

"So what should I do?"

I ask, wanting to help.

Damien seems to be busy walking up to one of the panels— not covered by a bookshelf— and then pressing a certain place.

I curiously look around his shoulder only to see a section of the panel slide back and instead reveal a black box.

A safe.

Damien puts his hand on a small screen as it scans his hand and then makes a weird robotic noise, he punches in a passcode, the door to the safe swinging open.

I'm surprised Damien has let me see he has a safe in his office but I mean after all the time we are going to spend together, I'll be bound to know a few things here and there.

and takes out a small black

myself practically shoved in his chest, way too close, and so I quickly take

engaged and that entails a number of things.First off, you need

the lid of

eyes widen and mouth drops open as I glance from him to the

to wear a ring but it still takes

then my ears perk up, not due to what he said, but the way he said it.Are my ears playing tricks on

eyebrows furrow as I glance at him

is there, probably by the way he pronounced a certain word

as if one goes to a country and spends quite a long time

am I thinking so hard on this? Damien probably just went on vacation

to be the type to go on

much too into his work and other activities to actually

beautiful.But I cant accept it of

I find myself saying.

is absolutely

know nothing about rings but I can tell that it's expensive, I mean it

the other stones,that surround the main one- the band is either white gold or platinum, or

clue except

very attention

"Why not?"

asks, he looks thoroughly

the ring.I mean it's a family heirloom.You should give this to the girl

try to clarify, seeing his

"But I am.To you."

He tries to explain.

smile and shake my head, taking

will be expecting you to wear this.You will be my fiance so you have to.This’' Damien pauses, testing the words in his mouth, unsure whether to say them or not,

to be confused

"Protect me, from what?"

important without making a

ring will protect you when I am not there to do

more serious then he usually is, if

my hand, holding it firmly in his, and all the while making eye

and my face flushes

intimate gesture had this not been

making sense with such a befogged mind? We both stay silent, and finally he

as he now talks to

is now mine, I can't help but to move

heavy as I

door shutting closed, signalling that Max has

to where

as he walks towards

to act more than

if how on

passing him I sit down

earns me an unamused look but he

delight, it's one of those swivel ones and so that makes me spin in it